A delightful mishmash of waffle about my exciting life, bizarre opinions on the great philosophical matters of our day, and plenty of Zionist ranting for good measure.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentine's Day

The end of another Valentine's Day is nigh, and barring some last-minute arrivals from a courier, I have successfully evaded the clutches of the many women who are secretly in love with me (or lust after my pert rear and cuddly tummy). It's not been the same since LG got married and my mother realised I could recognise her handwriting. Anyway, the five other women I'm secretly mad about (Bausch, Birdpoo, Juicebox, Peanut and Skunk - order is alphabetical rather than by preference) will have to wait another year to declare they feel the same way too.